Second Chance
Last Night on earth (First Person PoV)
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I am on the pavement, all the sounds are dull, all the lights are blurs of yellows, reds and blues. Meanwhile my numbing, mangled body is on the floor and I don’t know why I don’t feel any pain, pain, although, when you are hit by a bus at full speed in the streets of Bogotá, usually the driver gives a fuck while he or she is escaping to avoid any cops and legal stuff. I barely feel the hand of the lady I just saved from being hit, and surprisingly the driver has stopped and now he is calling the ambulance to try and save my life. But I am aware that it is a remote chance, we are near the center of the city and at this hour, the nearest hospital is at least at four or five kilometers, so the chances that I survive are practically zero.
But man I hate the rain, it is like a bad joke or the beginning of a shitty detective or drama story.
Enough sulking, my name is Miguel Sebastian Garcia, but all my friends call me Michael or Mickey for short (the fact that my mom is from other country also helps) I am 1.92m tall, I am studying modern languages at the Libre university, 23 years old, and I am a little of everything really (kamen rider fan, otaku, brony, gamer, you name it, I have been there brother) and I am officially dead on planet earth.
Well, back on the beginning of this story, I know I was dying back there, at least I know that I saved somebody of that, but still my last thoughts were that I am a darned fool, I am going to die and all my family and friends will be crying and all that stuff, usually I am the laughter in the house, and the chipper brother and the moral support of all my cousins.
All that grieve because I have a damn superhero complex and I don’t want anybody to suffer.
My last conscious thought was that, at least, I don’t have to give the final French report on Monday if I survive that crash, damn silly but at some point I need to be responsible with my study.
“Wake up.”
I answer with a grunt of pain, and swatting whoever that were trying to get me up.
“Wake up, Miguel, or I swear that you will be permanently dead.”
That second phrase was all that he needs to jolt me awake, whoever who speak like that usually means that A: again I have fallen sleep in class, B: same as A, but in my house, or C: he/she is out of his/her damn mind, however, when I finally open my eyes, Morgan Freeman was watching me, an amused look in his eyes, while I am staring dumbfounded trying to process that.
Morgan Freeman was waking me up, the damn world has ended or I am drugged or dead.
“Actually, Miguel, you are in the verge of dying”
“Holy hay, you are Morgan Freeman” Not the wisest thing to say, but I am so shocked to do anything else.
After an eternity, he begins to laugh, yes, now I am embarrassed, “God” is laughing his ass of me.
“Hey, what gives, I’m not that funny” I finally say, annoyed, huffing my cheeks and pouting like a five years old.
“Okay, okay, sorry, you mortals usually aren’t the most coherent whenever you guys ends here, usually all the brain damage that your bodies sustains leaves them as slavering orangutans, or just talking in monosyllables, or if they are lucky, like you, Miguel, they can be fairly consistent in your speech and processing” he says in a monotone tone.
I am speechless, so apparently I am in the limbo with Morgan Freeman and he is talking to me as if we are speaking of the weather.
“To answer quickly, yes, you are officially dead now, no, you aren’t dreaming or whatever, I am Death but I see you worthy of a second chance in any of the multiverses, so I am willing to give you another chance on some conditions:”
You can’t get back to your earth
You can tell me up to three things that I can grant you because of your death
At the end of this you don’t remember anything that has happened here, but you will remember everything from your past live
Any superpowers are forbidden for you humans, you are too damn greedy for your own good
“So, what do you say” he asks “I am in a tight schedule and I don’t need to be delayed?”
A golden opportunity of a new beginning, I’m not picky, and I know that my family would be devastated, but as Death states, I can’t go back to my earth, so picking up my mind, I begin to say the words that seal my destiny and the beginning of my journey.
“First off, maybe you know that my latest hobby was My Little Pony right?” he nods, “Okay, I want to be on Equestria” he rises one finger “I want to be as my OC Second Chance” he rises one brow, but still rises another finger, so I guess that been reborn as an Alicorn doesn’t count as a superpower, ”I want all the technological knowledge of the Yu Gi Oh universe, my own Spellbook deck and any way to print yu gi oh cards”, he raises his third finger, “hmmm I don’t think I need anything… wait, I want to be there before all the events of the “Past Sins” universe and I want to get in that reality please, also a pip boy from fallout to save all my things there, and all the books of harry potter, The lord of the rings, Percy Jackson, some of history, Eragon, and whatever I love to read” I ended, but when I turn around, Dead was eyeing me, amused.
“Technically you are asking me a fourth wish, however, you died without a second thought for a person that you didnt even know, i think I can let it pass this time?” Death says, lifting his hand and putting it in my forehead, he finally says, ”For now farewell mortal, and Godspeed to you” he says before I blacked out again.
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